Boot Service and More – Chapter 6
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Now that I have had my socks licked by Boot Boy, I was sure the next request by him would be licking my bare feet. And I was right because on Wednesday night he emailed me and respectfully requested the honor of licking my bare feet. He does write a nice email.
I, of course, said "Sure," but I wanted to up the ante and asked for $25 and asked for a case of Bud Light for Friday night poker and a six pack for drinking on Thursday night. Boot Boy agreed in a flash.
Thursday night arrived and I was sitting wide legged with Boot Boy laying on the deck by my boots. I really enjoyed having him suck my socks so I really wanted to get to the feet licking. But I also wanted to torment him because I also enjoyed getting a hard-on from that too. When he was facing the deck or working on my boots or feet, I had started to do some cock rubbing through my jeans. For some of his visits, I didn't wear underwear so it was easy to rub my cock when it was growing down my left leg.
So, I'm looking down at Boot Boy, drinking a beer, and smoking a cigar. I decided to wear my lace-up work boots that day so I knew he would have some extra work cleaning those as well as my feet would more sweaty in them because they are tighter than the pull-on boots. If this guy wants to lick sweaty feet, I will provide them! I commanded him to lick my right boot – that should mess up his normal routine. Boot Boy started licking and cleaning it and while he was working on it, I would move it just a little to make him reach more or tongue spots that I wanted cleaned.
I commanded him to lick on the left boot and while he as licking up the laces, I untied and kicked off the right boot so I could smash his face down with my stocking foot. I could feel the vibration of his moan into the boot and sock. I just kept rubbing the top of his head with my sock while his tongue was working overtime on the laces. I wanted to see how talented that tongue might be so I commanded him to unlace my left boot with his tongue and teeth.
He started pulling the boot lace bow apart and actually did a pretty good job of loosening up the laces enough that I could toe off the boot and push it out of the service area. I smashed his face with my socks and just let him suck and lick on the fabric for a few minutes. I was on the way to a hard-on and had no underwear on because I knew I was gonna get a boner.
"Pull the socks off with your teeth!" I ordered. And Boot Boy sucked in the end of my sock into his mouth and between his teeth and sucking motion, he was able to pull off my left sock. He tried to repeat that with the right one, but that sock had better elastic on the ankle so he had to pull it partly done and then off my toes of my right foot. I told him to freeze and rested my feet a couple inches from both sides of his face and just stretched and flexed my newly released toes. I could see him look from his right to the left to watch my toes raising and falling.
"Okay, lick my right foot." I commanded.
And he did. Boot Boy's wet tongue just lapped up and down my sole from where it was resting on the deck. At first it tickled, but he pushed so hard with this tongue it turned into more of a massage. I don't know how he was able to make that much saliva to lick but he was doing a good job of it. He tried to put his tongue under my toes – he wanted to suck them – but I wouldn't move my foot off the deck. I ordered him to lick my left foot and he gave it a good washing as well.
I instructed him to stop and return to put his head on the deck. He was again between my feet and I flexed my toes again knowing that he was pushing his crotch into the deck. I could tell he really wanted to suck my toes which kept me boned up.
"Raise your forehead off the deck." I commanded. Boot Boy raised his whole face off the deck high enough so that I could slide both of my feet under his face with my toes at his mouth. I lifted up my big toes until they were touching his lips – just my big toes. I had one big toe at each corner of his mouth so he could only suck on those.
"Suck `em!"
Oh, my freaking god! I had never felt something like having both of my big toes sucked at the same time. It was part toe massage, part toe washing, and part blowjob. Yep, having my toes sucked gave me goose bumps and stimulated sensations that a blowjob would do.
This time both Boot Boy and I moaned from his service. I impulsively just flexed my toes in his mouth with his tongue and lips just doing their thing over my big toes. I pulled my right foot from his face and used it to pushed his face to my left so that he could suck the rest of the toes on my left foot. He worked my left foot toes from the big toe to the little one just a piano player hitting the keys. A couple of times, he sucked all of the toes in at once and started to swallow down my foot. It was freaking hot to watch his mouth stretch around my size 10.5 foot. I even put my right foot behind his head and push his face down on my left foot and to hold his face on it. I kept that up until I felt him give a gag.
The spit was running down my left foot tickling my sole while I was rubbing my cock through my wranglers. Shoot, I should not be getting hard with a man sucking my foot!
I instructed him to work on my right foot but I rested my spit-soaked left foot on Boot Boy's shoulder while he licked over my right foot and sucked each toe separately and them in various groups until once again he was sucking all of them at once.
I was getting a precum spot in my crotch while all of this was happening just like a teenager watching cheerleaders at a ballgame. I guess I should have worn some drawers under my wranglers today – I don't want him to see my excitement!
Boot Boys hips were thrusting into deck while he was working on my right foot and just as he got nearly every inch of my right foot wet with spit, he was obviously cumming in his suit pants. That nearly made me cum watching him lick my foot and drill his hips into the deck.
He collapsed onto the deck and I slumped back into my chair. I had never experienced anything like that before. I have had some pretty good blowjobs from women in the past and some fine pussy as well, but this was completely different. I'm usually in control when I am with a woman (no duh!), but having this grown man begging to worship my boots and socks and feet and then sucking them like they were the last meal of his life was freaking different. And it only got me harder knowing that I could control his movements and his responses with just the slightest of orders. Yep, it wasn't just the sensations of his service, it was also my domination of him that got me hard. I am so fucked up!
So, I started to catch my breath knowing that I had $25 and a case of beer for Friday night poker and several undrunk fancy beers for the weekend. I also had spit-dripping feet that nearly had the skin sucked off of them.
"Go the fuck home!" I commanded and he crawled off the deck and walked to his car with his cum-soaked pants.